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Sonic is a forest fire.
He burns. He burns bright, and blinding, and fast. It’s consuming. It’s a force that draws him in.
Sonic is a magnet.
Shadow watched in awe as Sonic went super. It was a shameless expression, really. One he couldn’t quite help.
Sonic was powerful. Like he was the force of nature itself.
He was beautiful. From his head to his arms to his fur to-
“I’m going to get everyone out of the area safely.”
Shadow blinked, before giving a firm nod.
“I’ll guide them to the bunkers.”
Sonic smiled- teeth shining- bright as the sun itself. Shadow gave a barely noticeable smile back.
Sonic’s golden fur was the last thing he saw before there was but a golden blur in the sky.
Shadow decided he is Icarus.